Out of body, out of touch
If I feel at all, then I feel too much
This poem is as shallow as my grave
But I'm still digging
If I want a God then I'll misbehave
If I want to be sad then I'll entertain
Just because I'm found
doesn't mean I'm around
Just because I'm growing up
Doesn't mean I can't be down
I'm sorry, mom and dad,
but if I want to be happy then I'll have to be sad
I'll write until my fingers bleed
Until my words are the blood that the readers need
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 9:15 PM UTC
Out of body, out of touch
If I feel at all, then I feel too much
This poem is as shallow as my grave
But I'm still digging
If I want a God then I'll misbehave
If I want to be sad then I'll entertain
Just because I'm found
doesn't mean I'm around
Just because I'm growing up
Doesn't mean I can't be down
I'm sorry, mom and dad,
but if I want to be happy then I'll have to be sad
I'll write until my fingers bleed
Until my words are the blood that the readers need
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